Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 857 Don't hinder me
"It's not good, Sang Yu seems to have angered Bei Dao for something."

Kikumaru was sitting next to Oishi, he couldn't help but want to stand up because of his active nature, especially when he saw Sang Yu's expression was not right, he wanted to rush over to wake her up, but he had no right to disrupt the game, he could only do it Watching anxiously on the platform.

In the arena, the detailed voices from the audience could not be heard at all, only the combined voices of many people could be heard, but they couldn't hear clearly. Naturally, they were ignorant of Kikumaru's and others' guesses.

Sang Yu stood in District 1, frowned at the toes of the footprints, which were white, with a pair of red hooks on both sides, most of which were covered by her falling shadow, varying from deep to shallow.Then, raising her eyes, she said coldly, "Bei Dao, don't obstruct me."

Bei Dao paused for a pinball movement, caught the tennis ball that bounced up, and turned to look at her. He didn't face her face to face, but could only see her back.Frowning, "Sang Yu, don't bring your complaints about Liu Sheng to the court. This is not your game alone."

"No." Sang Yu grasped the racket tightly, his eyes were cold, "I want her to see how Li Haida, whom she cares about, lost to me."

Bei Dao fixed his eyes, and said in a warning tone: "Sang Yu, this is a competition, between schools. You must know that if there is any mistake, we..."

"Bei Dao," interrupted her, Sang Yu lowered his eyelids, and also said in a warning tone, "Don't hinder me!"

Is it hindering...?

Bei Dao took a deep look at her, but his eyes were still on her back.His face sank, this time, I'm afraid it's going to be a hard fight.

call out--

In the next second, the tennis ball was thrown by Bei Dao. He held the racket in his right hand and raised it to the level of his shoulders.

When Takashi Kawamura saw it, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled shyly, "It's that trick again."

"Look at this posture, 99.67% yes." Gan nodded.

Snapped--

The small yellow-green ball flashed across the court like a ray of light, and the strong rear-end wind tore at the net and rattled, and there was a loud bang, the ball gliding tightly against the ground, and the sound of rubbing against each other resounded.

"Hey, do you want to restrain me with this speed and strength? What a fantasy..."

bang——

呲——

After catching the ball steadily, Kimura's face couldn't help changing, it was so heavy!

In the backcourt, Nagasaka watched the string of the tennis racket being stretched little by little, but his eyes narrowed. Such power...

——It’s Bei Dao’s one-handed wave ball! ! !

"This bit of power...only this bit of power..."

呲~
呲~~~~~
Kimura held the racket tightly with both hands, and lashed hard from back to front.However, it was too heavy, like dragging a car with a wire, and she couldn't even move, but she would never give up, absolutely... no! ! ! ! ! !

bang——

An explosion resounded throughout the court, green light splashed around the racket, and the tennis ball whizzed past with green light. The moment it crossed the midfield net, the black shadow trembled and the net rattled.

"Hit... hit back?!!!"

"KUSO! It's a lie."

"How is this possible?"

"As expected of the king Li Haida, it's too strong."

On one side of Bei Dao's body, he was preparing to rush towards the direction of the tennis ball.Suddenly, a dissatisfied and sullen voice sounded from the side, "Bei Dao, don't hinder me!!!!"

(End of this chapter)